Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it

THe present time doth fly away so fast,
That one can hardly follow't with his mind:
The Praeterit's a time already past:
And seeing the futur's still to come, we find,
Both those being absent, that they are not ours:
Although they breed to us no meane vexation,
Th'one with the slip'ry thought of ill-spent houres:
And th'other, with a carefull expectation.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 17. The expression of a contented mind in povertie
2. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 3. The couragious resolution of a valiant man
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
4. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 24. That they may be alike rich, who are not alike abun∣dantly stored with worldly commodities
5. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 36. The different fruits of idlenesse, and vertue in young men

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